I admire the cluster
of photographs
hanging perfectly askew
as you carefully
put our preferred ingredients
between slabs of bread
that you place on plates
then place on the table.
Right now,
as the cat does a figure eight
around my legs
under the table,
you are one billion seconds old
and have left the tea brewing for too long,
you say, assuaging:
'It takes on a slight bitter taste, but that's about it.'
Sep 28, 2023
Sep 28, 2023 at 8:47 PM UTC
I admire the cluster
of photographs
hanging perfectly askew
as you carefully
put our preferred ingredients
between slabs of bread
that you place on plates
then place on the table.
Right now,
as the cat does a figure eight
around my legs
under the table,
you are one billion seconds old
and have left the tea brewing for too long,
you say, assuaging:
'It takes on a slight bitter taste, but that's about it.'
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